Ok, not to come off as some emo dork kid that wears converse, thick rimmed glasses, hangs out at Pandora's, dyed his hair black , and cries himself to sleep everynight, but haven't we all been here before?:
The Postal Service "Nothing Better"
MAN: Will someone please call a surgeon
Who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart
That your're deserting for better company?
I can't accept that it's over...
I will block the door like a goalie tending the net
In the third quarter of a tied-game rivalry
So just say how to make it right
And i swear i'll do my best to comply
Tell me am i right to think that there could be nothing better
Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together
WOMAN: I feel must interject here you're getting carried away feeling sorry for yourself
With these revisions and gaps in history
So let me help you remember.
I've made charts and graphs that should finally make it clear.
I've prepared a lecture on why i have to leave
So please back away and let me go
MAN: I can't my darling i love you so...
Tell me am i right to think that there could be nothing better
Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together
WOMAN: Don't you feed me lines about some idealistic future
Your heart won't heal right if you keep tearing out the sutures
MAN: I admit that i have made mistakes and i swear
I'll never wrong you again
WOMAN:You've got a lure i can't deny,
But you've had your chance so say goodbye
Say goodbye
Congrats to the PS for making "give up" the second highest grossing Sub Pop Album of all time (Behind NIrvana's "Bleach").
RIP Julie Wrzos. I miss you and my "orchestra" is doing well.
The Postal Service "Nothing Better"
MAN: Will someone please call a surgeon
Who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart
That your're deserting for better company?
I can't accept that it's over...
I will block the door like a goalie tending the net
In the third quarter of a tied-game rivalry
So just say how to make it right
And i swear i'll do my best to comply
Tell me am i right to think that there could be nothing better
Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together
WOMAN: I feel must interject here you're getting carried away feeling sorry for yourself
With these revisions and gaps in history
So let me help you remember.
I've made charts and graphs that should finally make it clear.
I've prepared a lecture on why i have to leave
So please back away and let me go
MAN: I can't my darling i love you so...
Tell me am i right to think that there could be nothing better
Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together
WOMAN: Don't you feed me lines about some idealistic future
Your heart won't heal right if you keep tearing out the sutures
MAN: I admit that i have made mistakes and i swear
I'll never wrong you again
WOMAN:You've got a lure i can't deny,
But you've had your chance so say goodbye
Say goodbye
Congrats to the PS for making "give up" the second highest grossing Sub Pop Album of all time (Behind NIrvana's "Bleach").
RIP Julie Wrzos. I miss you and my "orchestra" is doing well.
D.